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The Next Morning
I hated waking up for work. I hated it even more when my phone buzzed before my alarm clock. I fumbled my hand over my desk while searching for the damn thing until I grabbed it off the dresser. I prayed it wasn’t a telemarketer because they were about to get bitched out for waking me up before the sun rose.
When I finally found my phone, Abbi’s face was staring back at me. “This better be an emergency,” I grumbled as I slid the phone up to my ear.
“Good, I caught you before you left for work.” Her voice was tenser than usual. Like she was out of breath and nervous. This wasn’t the Abbi that I was used to. She was always in control. Fun loving, yes, but Abbi had her shit together. That’s why she was my mentor and one of the best publicists at the company we worked for.
“Of cou rse I haven’t left for work yet. I don’t live in the suburbs. It takes me like fifteen minutes to get there.” I sat up and Wes groaned beside me, rolling over.
I wasn’t used to having overnight guests so frequently, until I woke up married to a male stripper. Now having him roll over and feel the stubble of his chin on my neck every morning was the best part of waking up. I guessed I’d have to go without that this morning.
“But what’s up, Abbi? Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, it’s cool. I just wanted to catch you before you went to work. Me and Pam wanted to see if you could meet us at Starbucks, not the one in the lobby, but the one on the corner, across from Walgreens. Can you do that?” Her words were frenzied and I was wondering if she was crouching in the bushes somewhere and hiding from someone.
“Are you really sure that everything is okay? Do you have something you need to tell me now? Is Greg beating you like your douchey ex? Should I send Wes over to kick his ass?”
As if Wes heard his nam e, he turned onto his stomach and buried his face in the pillow.
“No, nothing like that. Just a business meeting with me and Pam. Nothing big, I just didn’t want to talk about it at the office. So if we meet there around seven-thirty is that okay? Do you have any other meetings you need to get to the office for?”
I thought for a minute. I couldn’t see the calendar on my phone, but the only thing I could think of was attacking the hundreds of emails I had and probably facing my boss after I told a juiced-up gym owner to kiss my fat ass when he told me he didn’t want a thick chick to work on his marketing campaign. “Nope. I’ll see you there.”
“Wonderful. Bye, Val.”
“Bye, Abbi.”
I hung up the phone and put it on my nightstand.
“Whose ass am I kicking?” I gasped as Wes breathed the words into my ear before he wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Nobody. That was just Abbi. I’m meeting her and Pam for coffee before work.”
“I see.” He put his chin on my shoulder and left it there, not saying a word but slowly breathing so I could feel each puff of air on my earlobe. It was soothing and a bit of a turn on at the same time.
On the outside we probably looked like the perfect couple. The newlyweds who were so in love. Not the people who got drunk in Vegas and got married. He was the former male stripper and I was the chubby girl publicist. We couldn’t have been more wrong for each other and , yet, I had to admit that I was falling hard for him. He was turning into more than the husband that I married by mistake. I was afraid of what was going to happen as soon as the divorce papers were signed.
The guy had an amazing body, a great personality, and a fucking southern accent. He was every woman’s wet dream. There was no way I could ever keep a guy like him around, so I just had to pretend like I didn’t care about him as much as I did. That way I figured it wouldn’t hurt so much when he left.
If only he wasn’t so damn sexy.
And if I wasn’t completely falling in love with him.
“Do you have plans for today? I think Paige has to work, so she
I hated waking up for work. I hated it even more when my phone buzzed before my alarm clock. I fumbled my hand over my desk while searching for the damn thing until I grabbed it off the dresser. I prayed it wasn’t a telemarketer because they were about to get bitched out for waking me up before the sun rose.
When I finally found my phone, Abbi’s face was staring back at me. “This better be an emergency,” I grumbled as I slid the phone up to my ear.
“Good, I caught you before you left for work.” Her voice was tenser than usual. Like she was out of breath and nervous. This wasn’t the Abbi that I was used to. She was always in control. Fun loving, yes, but Abbi had her shit together. That’s why she was my mentor and one of the best publicists at the company we worked for.
“Of cou rse I haven’t left for work yet. I don’t live in the suburbs. It takes me like fifteen minutes to get there.” I sat up and Wes groaned beside me, rolling over.
I wasn’t used to having overnight guests so frequently, until I woke up married to a male stripper. Now having him roll over and feel the stubble of his chin on my neck every morning was the best part of waking up. I guessed I’d have to go without that this morning.
“But what’s up, Abbi? Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, it’s cool. I just wanted to catch you before you went to work. Me and Pam wanted to see if you could meet us at Starbucks, not the one in the lobby, but the one on the corner, across from Walgreens. Can you do that?” Her words were frenzied and I was wondering if she was crouching in the bushes somewhere and hiding from someone.
“Are you really sure that everything is okay? Do you have something you need to tell me now? Is Greg beating you like your douchey ex? Should I send Wes over to kick his ass?”
As if Wes heard his nam e, he turned onto his stomach and buried his face in the pillow.
“No, nothing like that. Just a business meeting with me and Pam. Nothing big, I just didn’t want to talk about it at the office. So if we meet there around seven-thirty is that okay? Do you have any other meetings you need to get to the office for?”
I thought for a minute. I couldn’t see the calendar on my phone, but the only thing I could think of was attacking the hundreds of emails I had and probably facing my boss after I told a juiced-up gym owner to kiss my fat ass when he told me he didn’t want a thick chick to work on his marketing campaign. “Nope. I’ll see you there.”
“Wonderful. Bye, Val.”
“Bye, Abbi.”
I hung up the phone and put it on my nightstand.
“Whose ass am I kicking?” I gasped as Wes breathed the words into my ear before he wrapped his arms around my waist.
“Nobody. That was just Abbi. I’m meeting her and Pam for coffee before work.”
“I see.” He put his chin on my shoulder and left it there, not saying a word but slowly breathing so I could feel each puff of air on my earlobe. It was soothing and a bit of a turn on at the same time.
On the outside we probably looked like the perfect couple. The newlyweds who were so in love. Not the people who got drunk in Vegas and got married. He was the former male stripper and I was the chubby girl publicist. We couldn’t have been more wrong for each other and , yet, I had to admit that I was falling hard for him. He was turning into more than the husband that I married by mistake. I was afraid of what was going to happen as soon as the divorce papers were signed.
The guy had an amazing body, a great personality, and a fucking southern accent. He was every woman’s wet dream. There was no way I could ever keep a guy like him around, so I just had to pretend like I didn’t care about him as much as I did. That way I figured it wouldn’t hurt so much when he left.
If only he wasn’t so damn sexy.
And if I wasn’t completely falling in love with him.
“Do you have plans for today? I think Paige has to work, so she
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